Bridge's Garden
Seven sneezes in a row A cold touch burns my soul.
Saturday, February 16, 2019
Reading a Fengshui Book (a kitten's song)
Tomorrow, with this newly learned knowledge
I shall bury my poop in a place
Where gentle breezes caress
"Vent my personal fragrance in a divine grace"
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